Times of Calamity and Confusion: Coping with Uncertainty

I’d like to say that I’ve learned to embrace uncertainty. But that would be untrue. I don’t have so much as an arm around uncertainty. We don’t fist bump, high five, or even shake hands cordially yet coldly. What I would say is that I’ve learned to cope with it just a trifle better. Needless…

Zebrafish and Flatworms: Lessons in Regrowth after Loss

“It’s a boy!” “What??!!” Surprise and bewilderment on the new mother’s face. You see, we were convinced until that very moment that we were having a girl. We had, after all, been told so by people who should know. (You can read about our misadventures in naming our unexpectedly-male child in A Boy Without a…